Well, not how I wanted it, but since this Corona virus has basically shut down everything in my state, I have some free time I suppose to write me. Yay? Spoilers for the Movie 23.

Conan yawned, shifting just slightly enough in the position that was comfortable in the moment, but when he got up it was going to be horrible on his back and neck. Even knowing this, he couldn't bring himself to move. He was having a nice dreamless and restful sleep and it was tempting him back under again. He knew he needed as much rest as he could before this whole syndicate thing. He sighed and allowed the darkness to pull him back under again.

Suddenly a voice exploded right beside his ear.

"Oi Detective Nerd, what do you think you are doing, cheating on Ran?"

Conan's bleary mind registered the voice to Sonoko, and yelped in surprise, spilling out of the seat onto the floor at the sudden noise, hands shielding his face. Wait Sonoko? What was she doing here? His half-awakened mind processed the words in the next second and he protested indignantly.

"Wait Sonoko, I didn't…I mean it's a misunderstanding I would never—"

Genuine laughter bubbled up from his companion and Conan was embarrassed to say it took him another moment longer then it normally should have to recognize the speaker, where he decided it definitely wasn't Sonoko.

"Your face was priceless."

Conan blinked up at the thief and gave him a deadpan look, his heart calming down from the near heart attack.

"Ah, KID it's just you."

KID clutched at his heart theatrically.

"Just me? Is that any way to treat your morning greeter?"

Conan rolled his eyes at the thief's antics.

"I would prefer to wake up naturally thank you."

KID crouched down, grin apparent on his face.

"Oh really. You mean like this?"

He leaned forward, gloved hand gentle against Conan's shoulder and he effortlessly switched his voice to one of Mouri Ran.

"Shinichi it's time to wake up, I made you breakfast."

Conan blushed and fell back, swatting the thief's hand away. He groaned, rubbing his face tiredly. It was way to early for these shenanigans. KID was annoying to deal with when he was wide awake and had a full tank of energy, let alone when he just woke up.

"No thank you. I was about wake up on my own."

KID's mouth curved into a grin, but Conan noticed it didn't quite reach his eyes.

"You deserved it Tantei-kun from your little stunt last night."

Conan paused, taking stock of KID's tense body language and tight facial features. He tensed and asked hesitantly.

"You're mad…aren't you?"

It was interesting to see the infamous poker face of KID in the light of day was falling and leaving behind a human with a variety of emotions. It was refreshing that KID was willing to drop his guard around him, at least a little, or maybe he was showing his real face to express how serious he was about this. KID leaned forward, eyes squinted as he asked in a neutral voice that hid the undertone of anger.

"Mad, why would I be mad? That you deliberately went against my wishes, knocked me out like a complete amateur and stole my life's work to hide from me? Why on earth would I be mad?"

His tone darkened with every word until he was glaring at the detective. Conan glanced away a little guiltily.

"I know, and I am sorry, but I am not going to put you in unnecessary danger."

KID's eyes glinted angrily.

"You still went against me. I told you it was dangerous."

Conan raised an eyebrow as he stood up and dusted himself off.

"I can handle it. I deal with danger daily KID, I am not a child."

"You have a child's body, whether you like it or not."

Conan's eyes narrowed angrily but didn't protest. KID was right, but Conan already had plans in play, not that KID knew that.

"Where is it Chibi?"

Conan bristled at the nickname but smoothed his feathers again. KID was trying to get a rise out of him, trying to get him to reveal something about the location. Conan knew this game. He had played it many times. Unfortunately, KID was a lot craftier than a lot of his previous opponents. He rolled his eyes as he stepped back up to the desk.

"I won't tell you KID, and that's not what has you mad, it's the fact I knocked you out."

He looked over to see the international gentleman thief, a grown man/teen/boy, pouting. Conan blinked. First anger, now pouting? Man, what a monumental day.

"Tantei-kun that was so rude. How could you do that?"

Conan hopped back up in the chair.

"Desperate times call for desperate measures. You weren't going to let me take it and hide it if I didn't. Besides, you needed the sleep. It was a one time thing."

KID sidled back over to the front of the desk, leaning against his casually, his indigo eyes piercing.

"Tell me where it is Conan. I won't ask again."

Conan looked up at him with an unimpressed stare.

"No."

They had a small staring contest. KID was the one who looked away first and Conan smirked up at him, genuine happiness for once.

"See, I'm already fantastic at not telling people where it is. Aren't I the right person for the job?"

Kid muttered grumpily.

"I'm not holding a pistol to your head either."

Conan snorted.

"As if a pistol could scare me."

KID recalled the time when Conan had stood up to the airship hijackers that were armed with bombs and the supposed virus without even flinching, even after getting thrown out of the window. Yeah, pistols were childish compared to that.

"Still Tantei-kun I hope you know what you signed up for."

Conan kicked back in the chair stretching.

"I just saved my own life. They will be less likely to kill me if I'm the only one with the location. Anything else I can handle."

KID folded his arms firmly across his chest.

"Fine, but I am pranking you later."

Conan winced. He had been on the receiving end of KID's pranks before and it almost never ended well. However, it was a small price to pay to keep KID out of a coffin by directing some of the attention off of KID, he would put up with it more willingly than normal.

"In any case Tantei-kun, I see you were awfully busy last night. Did you not get your full rest again?"

Conan glanced down at his compilation of information. Yes, he had tried to drag in as much information as he could. He could tell KID was trying to change the subject, and he gladly leapt at the chance.

"Not too bad, stayed up until about two or three. I have found some stuff on your friends."

He smirked, the dangerous predator coming out easily on his face.

"My father had some case files on your previous incarnation and apparently he did spot some of your crows. It wasn't enough to gain evidence and faces, but he marked somewhere in here that he gave some of the evidence to Interpol to put with your file. He thought at first they were your accomplices, but after seeing the differences in MOs he realized they were another entity entirely."

Conan pulled his notebook over.

"They have apparently been really busy, having successful big jewel heists for almost a century, dating back to the early twentieth century. They have mostly focused their attacks on Japan, but there have been abroad heists too, I assume they are the ones that Spider has committed as he has shows in those towns before the heists. They have stolen and not returned over twenty jewels, but now that we know their base of operations is here in Japan, mostly centered around Tokyo area then we probably know their boss is around here as well."

Kaito leaned over, reading the scrawling writing of the lists of jewels and possible base locations. Conan continued.

"I only had a couple of questions that I wanted to ask you about. The first is what are you going to do with Pandora once this over? I have researched this immortality legend and there doesn't seem to be a lot of lore on it, but then again, I am sure that most information on that is probably the ancient books that you hide away in the back shelves of a public library in the occult section. This isn't exactly my cup of tea as you know; I deal with facts. However, if this turns out to be true and we are dealing with a true enchanted gem, how are we going to destroy it?"

Kaito paused. He hadn't really thought about that. He was mostly focused on the more pressing matters, like his father's killers, then actually destroying Pandora. Conan flipped to another page in his notebook.

"I thought about extreme pressure or extreme heat, but I wasn't sure because I know heat can temper jewels and make them stronger. Throwing it in the ocean or something like that just means it might be found again. Do you have any methods?"

Kaito raised an eyebrow. They were all good ways, but Conan was right; they had no idea what they were dealing with here. It could be a regular stone, but there was always that small chance. It wouldn't be the weirdest voodoo sorcery he had ever seen.

"I think I will go visit a witch and ask her opinion."

Yes, Akako would probably have some advice along with a cryptic message about the future. He should probably do that at some point, but priority at this point was rounding up some crows. Conan's eyes widened to the size of saucers.

"I…I can't tell if you're joking or not."

Kaito smirked.

"Best not dwell on it Tantei-kun. Let me keep my secrets."

Conan stared for a few more seconds and decided that mystery was not worth it, at least for now.

"Anyways Tantei-kun, do you have a plan yet, on how to defeat these guys?"

Conan paused, debating inwardly. He was never the type to tell a plan to other people involved. He tried to answer the question as best as he could.

"I have several plans already in place and ready to use."

Kaito grinned as he hopped up to sit on the desk.

"Great, like what?"

Conan frowned as he stepped away from the chair, eyeing the thief.

"I…can't tell you yet."

Kaito mirrored Conan's expression.

"Why not? How can we fight them off if I don't have all the details of the plan?"

Conan bit his lip.

"I'm not used to…letting other people in on my strategies. Not to mention, there are some things I need you to act appropriately for them to work. I can't tell you everything yet, but will let you have more details as the case progresses."

Kaito scoffed.

"I am the one with the better poker face Meitantei. You can tell me and I will act how you want me to."

Conan's clear sapphire eyes burned holes in Kaito, and he felt the conviction in their blazing depths.

"You have to trust me KID. It's the only way."

Kaito's fingers twitched, wanting to snap his usual deck of cards into his hand for something to do. There it was again, the second time in twelve hours Conan had asked him for his trust. On one hand the detective was making it very difficult to do, by withholding info and again, drugging him, but then again, Conan had never given up or failed in catching a criminal before. He was definitely the better of the two in that department, so maybe it wasn't Kaito's job to question his methods. Trust in a recent enemy though was tough, but not impossible. He would give him the benefit of the doubt, for now.

"Fine. Anything else?"

Conan's face relaxed with relief of the subject change and he stepped forward toward Kaito.

"The other thing I wanted to ask about was what would you like to do now? I have all of the supplies that I might need, but I didn't know if you had everything you need."

Kaito paused. Yes, last night's confrontation had blown through a lot of his smoke bombs, sleeping bombs, and disguise materials. Not to mention, he needed to check on all his priorities, namely the Nakamoris and Jii-chan. He wanted to make sure they were still all right, as well as touch base with the taskforce and make sure all the ones from the heist that were injured were all right. If he could fit the visit with Akako in, more power to him.

"I have a few errands to run, and yes I need to make a supply run."

Conan nodded as he had expected that answer.

"So, do you want me to stay here, and then you come back for me and we can go find these guys?"

Kaito's eyes sharpened minutely. Was Conan trying to stay here to keep an eye on the hiding place of Pandora, or was he just trying to be considerate of him? He thought for a minute before he shook his head slowly.

"No, because I don't want to be caught with us separated if I could help it. If I am halfway across Japan or whatever there will be no way for me to come save you in time and vice versa."

Conan raised his eyebrows in shock.

"Are you insane?"

Kaito's smirk widened a fraction.

"Aww, you still thought I was sane? That's nice Tantei-kun."

Conan spluttered.

"No I mean… KID you are taking a detective to your hideout. I thought you had better self-preservation skills then that."

Kaito placed his hands behind his head, the picture of casual.

"No Tantei-kun I would not like the police to be on my doorstep tomorrow. I haven't completely lost my mind."

He held up three fingers, counting them down.

"One, it isn't my main hideout but a random safe house, so it isn't a big loss if it is discovered by police. Two, I will have some precautions setup so you can't tell where you are going. Three, I want my assistant to watch over you because if I left you alone, Spider and Snake and half of the other crows would probably find you, you murder magnet."

Conan frowned at the nickname as he grumbled.

"It isn't my fault they decide to commit crimes around me."

He blinked a few times as he processed what 'precautions' KID could be talking about.

"Oi, if you stuff me in another suitcase, I might need to use one of those soccer balls on you."

Kaito raised an eyebrow at the open hostility. He didn't know Conan hated his trip to Singapore that much.

"Oh come on Tantei-kun I made sure you were comfortable. How else were you going to get out of the country?"

Conan folded his arms.

"That doesn't change the fact that you stuffed me in a suitcase, which is socially unacceptable in most cultures. Besides, I have been out of the country before."

"How?"

Conan paused. He couldn't exactly say that the only times he had snuck out of the country was because of either being Kudo Shinichi, or a little illegal help from Lupin the Third's gang.

"Let's just say I have connections."

Kaito waved a hand.

"Anyway, I don't have the money for that right now. That kind of suitcase and oxygen generator is a little past my current budget. I had a much more cost-efficient way of getting you from point A to point B. It will take me about ten minutes to get. You finish getting ready and I will be back."

Kaito stood up and sauntered to the door, pausing in the door frame as Conan called after him.

"What kind of way are you talking about?"

Kaito turned and the mischievous grin really sent shivers down the detective's spine.

"If you won't tell me your plans Tantei, I won't show you my hand either. Don't worry though, I am sure you will love it."

He waved his hand and then he was gone, whisking out the front door impossibly quick. Conan jogged over to the window to see an abandoned street, no phantom thief to be seen. Conan knew KID was agile, but how the heck did he move that fast? Stupid magicians making miracles that he could barely keep up with, and he hated and loved that part of KID.

Conan went over to his backpack and dug through it, checking all his supplies. He had his skateboard, suspenders, a few com systems for communication in case KID had wanted to separate, his watch with tranquilizer refills, refills for his soccer balls, both as fireworks and regular, enough transmitters and microphones that he could hide on any criminal he came across.

All in all, he felt pretty prepared. In fact, this was a nice change of pace compared to normal; for once, he felt completely prepared to take an enemy, compared to the few gadgets he carried on his person in daily life. He was ready to go to war.

In the meantime, while waiting for his rival, he could fix one more cup of coffee, change into some new clothes, as well as clean up his information; if anyone from the syndicate came in here, he wanted to make sure they didn't destroy the files he had painstakingly put together of all their crimes over the past century. He would hide it and hold onto it until they were in police custody and hand it over with them, the evidence to put them behind bars forever.

It was nine minutes and forty-five seconds later when Conan was sipping his coffee, ready to go when he heard the door open.

"Oh Conan-kun, you ready?"

Conan stepped into the foyer, backpack already on his back.

"Absolutely. What did you run and get?"

He paused. KID didn't look any different from when he left, the only difference was a small bag that didn't look full. Inquisitive eyes roamed over the bag trying to guess what was in there. Kaito stepped into the study, setting the bag on the desk.

"You ready for your costume change?"

Conan froze. So it was a disguise, and based on KID's secretive nature, he probably wasn't going to like it. He tiptoed forward warily.

"I suppose. I am guessing that it is something I am not used to wearing?"

Kaito turned and his grin answered Conan's question for him.

"I still need to pay you back for sedating me last night."

Conan protested.

"You gave me a heart attack this morning! That doesn't count?"

Kaito shook his finger at Conan, tutting.

"Not at all Tantei-kun. I doubt you learned something from that little action. No, this is something totally different."

He popped his fingers, wiggling them dexterously as his indigos glowed excitedly.

"Now, you ready?"

Conan gulped, stepping backwards instinctively away from the thief that was reminding him of his mom whenever she got into the disguising mood. He stopped though. No, he resigned himself to the fact that this was going to happen. What he did to KID was absolutely necessary for his plan to succeed. In exchange for that, he was going to let KID prank him to his heart's content if that meant that it didn't interfere with his plans later. Besides, he had narrowed it down to a girl costume because he knew KID's proclivity to tease him by dressing him up as the opposite gender. No big deal. He could handle it.

"Fine. Make it quick."

KID almost snorted, almost.

"I am the swiftest quick changer in Asia Tantei-kun. Relax and don't try to fight me."

He snapped his fingers and smoke filled the room in an instant. Conan fought hard to stay still as his first instinct was to snap his soccer ball of doom at the thief or throw up his hands to protect his face. He relaxed and took a deep breath, standing still with his eyes closed. He felt the fingertips brushing over his arms and legs and he stifled a shiver.

"There we go Tantei-chan."

The smoke cleared and Conan cracked open an eye, noting absentmindedly that he wasn't wearing his signature glasses anymore. He sighed, glancing down at his outfit. As he suspected he was wearing a violet dress with leggings and flat black shoes. He frowned in displeasure and looked up at KID who was watching for his reaction. If he reacted the way KID wanted, he would undoubtedly be teased twice as badly.

"Did you change my face too?"

KID's face took on a wicked gleeful smirk as he produced a mirror. Conan took it and gaped at the face in the mirror. What the hell?

Six year old Mouri Ran was staring back at him, minus of course his eyes which remained blue and not the lavender of his girlfriend. The hair was perfect with her little rooster tail and shoulder length hair; it was almost identical to how she looked ten years ago. How did KID even get the materials for this?

"Gauging by your expression I got it right on the nose."

Conan whipped around to stare up at KID.

"Why did you choose her?"

KID shrugged, putting Conan's real clothes and his glasses in Conan's backpack.

"Why not Tantei-chan? You never said anything about you dressing up as her, just me, right?"

Conan narrowed his eyes in frustration before taking a deep breath. Right, he was working with this thief, and it was because it was payback for drugging him. Right, he couldn't kick him as hard as he could, even though he really wanted to.

"Fine, but this disguise doesn't exactly fulfill your 'precautions' section. I am glad I look completely different, but I can still obviously see where I am going and stuff."

KID nodded and riffled through the bag and pulled out two items. One was a pair of sunglasses that was a signature staple of a blind person, and the other was an easily recognizable cane.

"I thought we could play a blind girl and her guide and caretaker. I figured a regular blindfold would be very suspicious, so I made my own."

Conan took the blind sunglasses in his hand, turning them over in his hands. Yes, it looked like normal sunglasses on the outside but the inside was blacked out with paint so there was no way he could see where he was going. He asked.

"Are we just using the motorbike, or do we have to ride the train?"

KID nodded.

"We have to ride the train and for that I figured you can play music on your phone to cover up the sounds of the announcements of stations."

Conan narrowed his eyes. That wasn't going to work. That was suspicious, not to mention unusual.

"No blind person would willingly cover their ears like that. They would need to rely on their ears to get off on the right station. Not to mention, this setup stands out quite a bit. People will remember us like that."

People were going to remember a blind girl anyway, and then doing something a blind person wouldn't normally do, that was out of character? There were too many discrepancies. KID shook his head.

"The headphone thing is easily explained because I am going to be acting as your guide. I can just explain you like to listen to music and that I am responsible for making sure you get off at the right stop. You are also forgetting that not everyone has a detective brain like you do. Most people won't notice that sort of thing."

Conan bit his lip. That was still risky. KID continued as he flicked another smoke bomb.

"As far as the standing out thing, if our enemies were to see us, they would think 'that can't be them because they don't want to stand out.' It will be reverse psychology. This is a little different for me because I have only had to disguise myself, and rarely have had to disguise as a pair."

Indigos glinted assertively; the only thing recognizable on KID as he had changed back into the blond woman from the night before.

"But this will work."

Conan gulped. KID seemed confident in his scheme, but he wasn't so sure. He looked down at the glasses in his hand, thinking quietly to himself.

"What if there is a case?"

Kaito scoffed.

"There isn't going to be—"

Conan interrupted him with a yelp.

"No shut up! The second you say there isn't going to be one, is the second you doom us both."

He narrowed his eyes.

"I do believe that is what happened last time. You said there wouldn't be any criminals in the forest, and guess what? There were criminals in the woods. There is always a case KID."

Kaito looked down at the small detective, and even through his disguise he could see the misgivings on Conan's face. He didn't blame him. This was going to be harder on him then he initially thought it would, and it was all because of his occupation.

Any normal person would just say that sounds pretty boring to not have visual stimulation, or anything mundane like that, but Conan was a detective. He had spent his entire life observing the smallest of details, both with sight and sound. It was why he could pick out and form deductions so easily was because of his constant monitoring of the world around him. Now he was handicapping him so much, taking away his usual tools that helped him solve any mystery and his mind wouldn't be able to observe anything. He was dealing far more damage here then to a normal person. It was like suddenly telling a professional athlete they were paralyzed from the neck down. Kaito reassured him.

"Don't worry it will be less than an hour. You can do it."

Conan dragged his hand down his face.

"KID, I don't think you understand the frequency of cases that happen around me. There will be a murder, a kidnapping, a bomb threat, a train wreck, something will happen in that hour and if I am blind and deaf…"

He trailed off, but Kaito could hear the implied I can't solve the case, which to Conan was the worst thing that could happen. Kaito knelt down in front of the detective who was busy staring at the floor, fear evident in his eyes. Facing down syndicate, fine, but failing to put away a criminal because of his lack of ability was causing more panic at this point in time. He wasn't going to go through with it at this rate. Kaito soothed, keeping his voice calm.

"I will be your eyes and ears. If something happens, I will give you as many details as you want."

Conan still didn't look convinced. Kaito smirked, his confident KID persona shining through his mask.

"Besides, I am the great Kaitou KID! Lady Luck loves me, and my good luck is going to cancel out your bad luck."

Conan raised an eyebrow and blinked in surprise as KID suddenly flicked a card in front of him.

"Here, put this in your pocket. This is my luckiest card, my good luck charm I suppose."

It was the ace of clubs. Conan gently took the card, staring at the clover in the center of it. Kaito flicked the rest of the cards back up into his sleeve.

"That card is always my last one in my card gun because I only use it in extreme emergencies. With two good luck charms, we are in the positive luck end of the spectrum, right?"

Conan wasn't one to believe in superstitions but just this once, he might. He shook his head slightly to clear it.

"What if they show up?"

KID nodded at him.

"I will tap out SOS on your palm. I will have a hold of you the entire time so you won't get lost or lose me. If something happens I will alert you immediately. I won't keep you in the dark completely.

Conan nodded at the condition. It seems like KID really was going to be his eyes and ears.

"Why don't you try them on to see if they work?"

Conan followed KID's encouragement, placing the sunglasses on his nose, blinking at the sudden change.

"Can you see anything?"

Conan's eyes roved around, up and down and around, trying to give an accurate assessment.

"I can see a little bit underneath the glasses if I look straight down but nothing above me or to the sides."

It was almost a complete wall of blackness and even now his ears were trying to pick up the slack from his lack of sight. It made him slightly claustrophobic, even though the box was just around his sight, and not his whole body. Every sound in the room amplified, KID breathing, shifting his weight to his other foot and the small sound of fabric rustling as he moved. God, he hated this worse than he suspected.

"Good, so they work. Now for the headphones."

Conan pulled off the glasses instantly, reaching for his phone.

"I can pick the music, right?"

Kaito nodded, watching as Conan put on a two-hour violin music video. Shoving the headphones again in his ears he turned up the music in his ears until he couldn't hear anything. He gulped as he fiddled with the glasses in his hand, postponing putting them on. He didn't know if he could do this. He was going to be completely vulnerable, open to any kinds of attack, and that just didn't mesh with him, as he had always prided himself to be ready for any situation.

He felt KID pull out one of the headphones.

"Tantei-kun."

He looked up into KID's face, which held no smirk, no mischief, just a calm seriousness that was not the usual thief.

"Trust me."

Conan tensed. He had told KID that multiple times, and he realized that his actions to KID right now were a complete mystery. KID was following along with him on blind faith alone, not understanding any of the steps to the plan he had put in place. Now, he was asking the same level of trust to keep him in one piece and to just simply transport him from point A to point B.

Trusting the thief was getting easier. He knew that KID wouldn't leave him in an unknown location for a prank because of the sake of time, and he knew that he would navigate him to the place without any problems. The question was, could he trust KID to keep him from becoming the target of some enemy? Conan took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing nerves.

"Right. You better get me there safely."

Kaito nodded, holding up arm across his chest in a theatrical bow.

"On my honor as a Gentleman Thief."

Conan clenched his fingers together, grabbing the cane KID had bought for him in his grip. He swiped it across the floor experimentally, feeling the way it smoothly rolled across the hardwood. The detective took one last look at KID before gingerly putting the glasses back on his nose and pressing the headphone in his ear.

His world was thrown into disarray instantly, as he couldn't hear or see anything useful. he could feel KID's eyes on him and he knew this trip was going to be hell on his paranoia extincts, because he could feel the eyes on him, but couldn't see the perpetrators back. Right, he needed to focus on the only senses left available to him, smell, and touch especially. He focused on the cane in his hand, the cool air surrounding him, feeling of the disguise on him. He could do this, he just needed to adjust.

Kaito looked down at the disguised detective, who was standing perfectly still. He was tense the first few seconds but soon he calmed down, muscles relaxing. KID wasn't going to rush him; it was obvious Conan was uncomfortable with this arrangement, and he wasn't going to move until he was settled into his new disguise.

Kaito was used to changing into a new personality, a new person anytime he was needed to, and it was hard to remember that it wasn't normal for everyone else to just switch to a completely different identity that easily. Not to mention, this was the hardest disguise he had ever came up with. He however wasn't worried; Conan never let anyone or anything get in the way of catching a criminal. He was going to push through and beat this.

Sure enough after a few seconds, one small hand gripped the blind cane like a life line, but the other hand extended tentatively, waiting for Kaito to grasp it and to lead him into the unknown. Slowly, Kaito touched the extended fingers. The hand shrank back, and he could see Conan's face tighten as he sucked in a startled breath. Like he was dealing with one of his injured doves, Kaito waited patiently.

After a moment, the hand extended again searching for the lifeline. Kaito didn't move his hand from the previous position and soon the fingers wrapped around his strongly. Kaito let go of the hand and pressed a thumbs up sign into the open palm, along with dragging his finger into drawing a question mark sign.

"You ok?"

He asked out loud to the empty room, hoping Conan would get the message. Conan seemed to think for a moment, trying to decipher the message, before he nodded. Kaito bent down to grab the hand again.

"You can't hear me, right?"

Conan didn't answer, either verbally or physically. Kaito glanced around the study. He was sure they would be back here soon enough. He shouldered Conan's backpack, and started out the door, making sure to go slow enough that Conan could catch up and follow comfortably. After a few unsure steps, Conan slid the blind cane across the floor like a natural, looking exactly like a real blind person. Kaito smirked as he tossed Conan's demon shoes into the backpack as well. This was going to work. He knew it. Without another word, he opened the front door, and stepped out into the world, dragging the vulnerable detective with him.